with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.



hello reader,

no longer writing in the third person

It Will Get Lighter

IWGD

wait what is that

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

not so on: yvf(wthw)


But seriously, thank you, Jack

...

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.



ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.


Thank you, Jack

part of an old note. It will get lighter.